𝟯𝟵: 𝗥𝗲𝗻𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗰𝗸

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Whisper of the Past

Sypnopsis:

Ghost hunter Renjun encounters the spirit of Donghyuck, a young man who died tragically.

From a young age, Renjun could see things that others couldn't, feel presences that sent chills down his spine, and hear whispers in the dead of night. As he grew older, this sensitivity turned into a calling, leading him to become a ghost hunter. Equipped with modern technology and ancient rituals, he traveled from town to town, helping restless spirits find peace.

Renjun received a tip about an old mansion on the outskirts of a small town. The mansion, a grand and imposing structure with crumbling walls and overgrown gardens, had a dark history. Local legends spoke of a young man named Donghyuck who had tragically died there under mysterious circumstances. Determined to uncover the truth, Renjun packed his gear and set off for the mansion.

The air was heavy with anticipation as Renjun approached the mansion. The iron gates creaked open, and he made his way up the cobblestone path, flanked by ancient, gnarled trees. The mansion loomed ahead, its windows like hollow eyes staring into the soul. Renjun couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched.

Inside, the mansion was a labyrinth of dust-covered furniture, faded portraits, and shadows that seemed to move on their own. Renjun set up his equipment, the soft hum of his EMF meter and the faint glow of his infrared camera providing a semblance of comfort. As he moved from room to room, he felt an inexplicable pull towards the attic.

The stairs groaned under his weight as he ascended, the air growing colder with each step. Pushing open the attic door, he was immediately enveloped by a chilling breeze. In the center of the room stood a translucent figure, gazing out of the window, his form illuminated by the pale moonlight.

Who are you?❞ Renjun asked softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

The figure turned, revealing a young man with sorrowful eyes and an ethereal glow. ❝I'm Donghyuck,❞ he replied, his voice a haunting echo. ❝Why are you here?❞

Renjun's heart ached at the sight of the lost spirit. ❝I want to help you,❞ he said earnestly. ❝I want to find out what happened to you and help you find peace.❞

Donghyuck's gaze softened, and he slowly approached Renjun. ❝I've been waiting for someone like you,❞ he murmured.

In the matter of a few weeks, Renjun and Donghyuck grew closer. Donghyuck recounted his memories, his laughter, his dreams, and the night he died. Renjun spent countless hours researching, piecing together the fragments of Donghyuck's life and death. He learned that Donghyuck had been a bright and spirited young man, full of life and dreams of becoming an artist. But his life had been cut short in a tragic accident, or so it seemed.

As Renjun delved deeper into the mystery, he found himself falling for Donghyuck. It was a love that transcended the boundaries of life and death, a connection that defied logic. Donghyuck, too, felt a deep bond with Renjun, finding solace in his presence.

It was a stormy night, the mansion seemed more alive than ever, the wind howling through the cracks in the walls and lightning illuminating the dark corners. Renjun was in the library, surrounded by old newspapers and letters, when he stumbled upon a hidden diary. The diary belonged to Donghyuck's cousin, who had harbored jealousy and resentment towards him. The entries revealed a sinister plot, suggesting that Donghyuck's death had been no accident.

With his heart pounding, Renjun confronted the descendant of the culprit, a man who still lived in the town. The confrontation was tense, but Renjun's determination and evidence forced a confession. The truth was finally out: Donghyuck's death had been orchestrated by someone who coveted his inheritance, leading to his untimely demise.

Returning to the mansion, Renjun found Donghyuck waiting for him in the attic. ❝We did it,❞ Renjun said, tears welling up in his eyes. ❝We found the truth.❞

Donghyuck's form shimmered, a mixture of relief and sadness in his eyes. ❝Thank you, Renjun,❞ he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude and sorrow. ❝I can finally move on.❞

Tears streamed down Renjun's face as he reached out, his hand passing through Donghyuck's fading form. ❝I love you, Donghyuck,❞ he choked out.

I love you too,❞ Donghyuck replied, his voice a mere whisper on the wind. ❝I'll always be with you.

As Donghyuck's spirit dissipated into the ether, Renjun felt a profound emptiness, but also a sense of closure. The mansion was no longer haunted, and Donghyuck's spirit was at peace.

Renjun continued his work as a ghost hunter, carrying the memory of Donghyuck with him. Their love had transcended the boundaries of life and death, leaving an indelible mark on his soul. And whenever the wind whispered through the trees, Renjun could almost hear Donghyuck's voice, a soft reminder of a love that would never truly fade away.

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2024
©𝗛𝘆𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗲𝗹𝘂𝘃𝘀__

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This is kinda inspired by the kdrama delivery man but without the whole taxi thing lol

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